Sadly, our poor president has been infected with the very microbe that he has tried to minimize and ridicule so much in the last year. Should have worn a mask but really, who knew? Hoax, Shmoax! Everything is a hoax until its your fat in the fryer, I suppose.
All of our best wishes certainly go out for a speedy culmination to his current travails and best wishes to his wonderful family.
But I had a thought, perhaps he can still turn this whole deal around and to his advantage. FDR had Fireside chats, how about Ventilator side chats with the American people? More like a ginormous 24/7 reality show and hopefully one with a Kardashian tie in. We can pretend she is a nurse. Get me the one with the big rear end. And someone with a huge head of hair like Dr. Zorba.
The ratings will be through the roof! The eminent radiologist Dr. Scott Atlas can sit on the foot of the bed and continually tell him how great he is doing. Mark Meadows can have bedpan duty. Maybe time to bring Sean Spicer back for a guest appearance? He can do crowd counts. Nobody has played the role of the obsequious toady quite like he did. Whole country will watch and be cheered by El Prez's joi de vivre and infectious optimism. Can't wait for the series. It will be y-u-u-u-u-u-ge!
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